White "do pal ki h jindagi ise jeene ka do usul bna lo" jio to phool ki tarah our bikhro to aasman ki tarah ©Shiva Kajle #love_shayari live independent

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Swetha

White I Love India ©Swetha #happy_independence_day # quote of love # love #independent #india🇮🇳

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माही

झूम लूं जरा मौसम की मस्ती में आग लगे बस्ती में ©माही #Freedom

#Freedom

Naveen Dutt

a-person-standing-on-a-beach-at-sunset Freedom’s Embrace Once I tasted freedom’s air, A boundless sky, a world laid bare. It sang to me, a whispered tone, A song of paths I’d never known. Its touch was soft, yet fiercely strong, A fleeting gift where I belong. Like morning dew on tender grass, A fleeting moment I wished to last. To hold it close, I stretched my hands, Through endless seas and shifting sands. I chased its light through shadowed ways, Through fleeting nights and golden days. For freedom is a fleeting muse, A fire bright, we long to use. Yet in its heart, a paradox grows, To clutch too tight, it slips and goes. So here I stand, with open palms, The winds of freedom bring me calm. Not captured, but a bond we weave, A dance of trust, I won’t deceive. To let it stay, I let it soar, For freedom caged is freedom no more. A cherished gift, a fleeting glow, Once found, I’ll never let it go. ©Naveen Dutt #Freedom #Nojoto #poem #dailymotivation

#Freedom #poem #dailymotivation

a-person-standing-on-a-beach-at-sunset Freedom’s Embrace

Once I tasted freedom’s air,
A boundless sky, a world laid bare.
It sang to me, a whispered tone,
A song of paths I’d never known.

Its touch was soft, yet fiercely strong,
A fleeting gift where I belong.
Like morning dew on tender grass,
A fleeting moment I wished to last.

To hold it close, I stretched my hands,
Through endless seas and shifting sands.
I chased its light through shadowed ways,
Through fleeting nights and golden days.

For freedom is a fleeting muse,
A fire bright, we long to use.
Yet in its heart, a paradox grows,
To clutch too tight, it slips and goes.

So here I stand, with open palms,
The winds of freedom bring me calm.
Not captured, but a bond we weave,
A dance of trust, I won’t deceive.

To let it stay, I let it soar,
For freedom caged is freedom no more.
A cherished gift, a fleeting glow,
Once found, I’ll never let it go.

©Naveen Dutt #Freedom #Nojoto #poem
#dailymotivation

મસ્તાન

"Criticizing certain historical eras as barbaric legitimates the colonial narrative that India lacked a unified identity before British rule." ©મસ્તાન #India #History #Colonialism #britishrule #independent

#India #History #Colonialism #britishrule #independent

"Criticizing certain historical eras as barbaric legitimates the colonial narrative that India lacked a unified identity before British rule."

©મસ્તાન #India #History #Colonialism #britishrule #independent

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